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“Gemma, fuck—”
She drew his cock out. It looked like the rest of him, long and hard. She stroked him, enjoying his low groan. Then she dipped her finger in the frosting. His hot, golden gaze was on her like a laser as she licked her finger. His lips parted.
Then she ran her finger over the swollen head of his cock. His body bucked.
Oh, it was intoxicating to have this power over him. To know she affected him as much as he affected her.
Then she slowly lowered to her knees.
She looked up at him and then licked the head of his cock. His groan was long and loud. She sucked him into her mouth.
“Gemma.” The word was garbled, and his hands clenched in her hair. He tugged her closer.
She took him deeper. She took her time sucking him, listening to his groans. She bobbed her head.
“I don’t want to come in your pretty mouth.” His voice sounded like grit. He yanked her up, and in two seconds, he had her leggings and panties gone. He lifted her onto the counter.
Then he moved his big body between her legs, fitting his cock to where she was wet and achy. He surged forward and was deep inside her in one thrust.
“Boone.” So good. So full.
He started to drive into her, and she gripped the edge of the counter. It was wild, filled with need.
“Jesus, I could stay here forever.” His gold eyes held hers.
For a second, she wanted to look away. She felt like he could see inside her—to every dark corner.
“You fill me up.” She reached down, touching where his girth stretched her to the limit.
“Hang on, Gemma.” He picked up speed. Every thrust wrenched more cries from her. The next few minutes blurred—it was a hot, sexy assault on the senses.
She gripped him tighter, her heels digging into his ass. She heard something get knocked off the counter and hit the floor, but she didn’t care.
Shockingly, her climax hit without warning. She screamed his name.
He pounded into her a few more times, then planted deep, and let out a low, tortured groan. She felt his hot release inside her.
God. Gemma felt wrecked, in the best possible way. She clutched at him to stay upright.
“Gemma. Jesus.” He kissed her.
When they finally separated, she saw the upturned bowl of frosting on the floor. There was sticky, sugary deliciousness everywhere.
“We’ll need to make more frosting,” she said, deadpan.
The sound of his low laugh made her grin.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
“Okay, so Carruthers is a wealthy businessman who lives in London.” Gemma sat cross-legged on the floor, her hair up in a messy knot, and the laptop on the coffee table in front of her. Her fingers flew over the keyboard.
Boone sat behind her on the couch and finished another cupcake. It was his third one, and that was after he’d eaten four muffins earlier. She loved watching his obvious enjoyment of her food. “You like my cupcakes?”
“Best damn thing I’ve ever eaten.” The corner of his lips lifted. “Except for you.”
She felt heat in her cheeks and had to force herself to focus back on her search.
“You might prefer baking, but it looks like you know your way around a computer.”
